Draco couldn't have helped for a better reaction. Millicent seemed to lose all ability to move, let alone thing, as Draco's lips briefly touched her soaked folds. Running his lips over them, placing little kisses along the way, Draco's tongue then flicked out to brush up and down between her folds.
"Like that?" he taunted between licks. The pressure of his tongue increased as he ran his tongue between her folds to push deeper. At the apex of each lick, he ran his tongue over the sensitive bundle of nerves atop her sex.